This is a song about "Tissues"

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

I can tell you carry purses and you’re always jacking tissues,

Tissues and moans even in the morning

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Oh man shes bleeding get her some tissues

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Anybody can get it, hand his man some tissues

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Heart is split in half and now my trash is filled with tissues/

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose